January 25, 2013

Sharkblood!

Latest reinforcement

"Sergeant Selachii leaped from a boulder to another and took a shot over a pile of massive copper pipes to blast off an attack dog assault. The vicious traitor guardsmen had released possessed hounds to harass Carcharodon flank but the scouts of the old sergeant stood relentless guard and made no mistake. Selachii kicked the smoking carcasses of the beasts aside and proceeded to regroup with his squad in the ruins. As he tread through the wasteland with haste he could see one of his men, a fresh recruit take a shot at the bellowing Ogryn squad lumbering downhill. The shot missed, piercing air six inches above the head of the abhuman leader. Selachii shook his head. The rookie was looking for glorious headshots.

"Use their stature, take aim to their torso!" he barked as he reached the standard unit coherency. "The Emperor cares not of pretty and risky gunslinging. Glory is won in slain enemies!"

The scout rookie breathed out and fired again, blowing a shot through the chest armor of an Ogryn trooper. It's massive hulk fell heavily to the ground, still holding the rippa gun that fired a long burst at it's squadmates' feet.

"Walker patrol sighted." an intelligence message rang through the headsets of the scout team and Selachii only had to glance at the missile launcher operator before he was on his way to the right flank.

"Caliver follows him, the rest on me!" sergeant shouted as he lifted his custom boltgun to pin down the rest of the Ogryn squad. The first shot blew away the big head of the Ogryn sergeant in a blur of crimson and bone shreds. The rookie on his side looked at the sergeant, his eyes and mouth wide as he was going to say something, hesitated a while and then turned back to his scope mumbling something to himself. Selachii smiled and let another burst fly towards the foul traitors."